Apr 4, 2024
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There's a puddle on the marble floor from my eyes
I wasted hours spilling it.
All while I wonder who'll pick me if I fall
While I wonder who'll find me if I get locked in my mental cage
who'll hug me in a crowded room
Golden hours
But my dark soul dims it all
Ruins it for all
And I wonder who'll run to me from across the road like in the movies
Who'll wave at me if we cross paths
Who'll smile at me and like me for me
Feeling all alone, like a shadow
No soul to follow just some flesh
In the darkness of my soul, fallen and weeping because no one smiled at me
Or maybe no one came to find me in my cage.
P.s. This is my very first time doing something like this so let's see how this goes. Be kind! If you don't like it or it bothers you, scroll 😊